Possessive. Obsessive. Forbidden. And he’s been hers all along.
Control. That’s what I live by. My store. My rules. My life. At least until Jessa Thorne walks back into Hard Timber.
My best friends’ little sister. The one woman I’ve never been able to look at without wanting. She’s chaos and fire where I’m order and rules. She pushes. I push back harder.
She thinks I don’t notice how she’s changing my world—brightening my dusty old outfitter, shaking the walls I’ve spent years building. She thinks I’ll cave if she smiles at me long enough.
She’s wrong. Because crossing that line means losing her brothers—my only family—and I don’t take risks I can’t control.
But then I kiss her. One reckless, rough taste of the woman I’ve tried too damn long to resist. Now all I can think about is her mouth, her laugh, her body tangled in mine.
They call me The Warden of Hard Timber. But the truth is, I’m already a prisoner— And Jessa is the only obsession I’ll never break free from.
